The room was dimly lit, a single table and chairs the only furniture. The atmosphere was thick with tension and desire, and I couldn't help but feel my heart racing in anticipation. I watched as Russia's fingers traced the edge of Germany's mouth, teasing and tantalizing. Germany responded by sucking and licking each finger as if it were a delicious treat.
"You always were one for foreplay," Germany said, their voice low and husky.
Russia's hands wrapped around Germany's waist, pulling them closer. I could see the fire in Russia's eyes as they said, "I prefer to think of it as setting the mood."
Russia's own hands explored Germany's body, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy. Germany's head fell back, their eyes closed as they shuddered with pleasure. Russia took advantage of the moment and kissed Germany deeply.
I watched as Russia's hands wandered down Germany's body, gently caressing and arousing. Germany responded in kind, their hands running through Russia's hair. I could feel the heat building in the room as Russia's fingers deftly undid Germany's belt. Germany's breath hitched in anticipation.
Russia slowly removed Germany's undergarments, leaving them exposed and vulnerable. Russia's mouth made its way down Germany's body, teasing and taunting. Germany's hands gripped the edge of the table, their breath coming in short, sharp gasps.
Russia's hand wrapped around Germany's member, gripping it firmly as they began to pleasure Germany. Russia's eyes met Germany's, a wicked glint in their gaze. Germany's breath came in short, sharp pants as Russia's mouth returned to Germany's member, their tongue swirling and teasing.
I couldn't look away as Russia took Germany's member into their mouth, deep and slow. Germany's body tensed with pleasure, their hands gripping the edge of the table even tighter. Russia's hand gripped the base of Germany's member, squeezing and stroking as Germany's breath came in short, sharp pants.
Russia's mouth continued its assault, their tongue flicking and teasing. Germany's body shuddered with pleasure, their hands gripping the edge of the table even tighter. Russia's hand continued to stroke and squeeze, as Germany's body tensed and released.
Finally, Russia's mouth released Germany's member, a satisfied smirk on their face. Germany's body relaxed, and they let out a satisfied sigh. I couldn't help but feel a sense of longing as I watched the two of them, so lost in passion.
"You always did know how to taste surrender," Germany said, their voice low and husky.
Russia's only response was a wink as they leaned in for another kiss. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of envy as I watched the two of them, so lost in each other. The taste of surrender was sweet, indeed.
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